"Elder Qiu!" "Senior Brother Mo!" A few eager shouts were made by the Qingyun disciples who went down the mountain with Mo Feiming to investigate the "monster attack" incident, and they returned to the Qingyun Immortal Sect with Senior Brother Mo with the sword, and on the way, Mo Feiming saw that Elder Qiu was in trouble, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, leaving them behind, and at this time they had all followed.

If Mo Feiming and Elder Qiu are allowed to fall from a high altitude, it must be more than auspicious, although they are all immortal cultivators, and their cultivation is not low, but after all, they have not yet achieved immortal bodies, they are all flesh and blood. A group of disciples hurriedly picked up the spell and struggled to catch the two who fell rapidly.

"Elder Qiu, are you alright?" "Senior Brother Mo, you're okay." helped the two of them up, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask how the injuries were.

The two of them were obviously not lightly injured, their mouths were full of blood, and it was difficult to speak in response to them, but they just waved their hands or shook their heads to indicate that they were fine, and their mouths made a "woo" sound, which was not as indifferent or serious as usual.

"Whoosh" A blue light flew in, stopped in mid-air, and the masked man stood with his hands in his hands, looking down at Qiu Yuntian and the disciples of the Qingyun Immortal Sect, so terrifying that it was like a real coercion swept over, and even a few of them who were not good at cultivation were a little out of breath.

"Heh......" The masked man's voice was hoarse, but with a bit of fun, and said: "Oh, you junior is really interesting...... As he spoke, he came to Mo Feiming's body in an instant, and a powerful force pushed the disciples next to him out, these disciples were obviously new disciples, and their cultivation was not very high, and after being pushed out by this power, they staggered and found it difficult to stand firm, and a few of them were even pushed to the ground at once.

"......" The man came to Mo Feiming's side, Mo Feiming did not look very panicked, his eyes stared at the mask man's two narrow eyes like hungry wolves, and he did not speak, because he knew that now he was a fish and a man, and they were no longer qualified to say anything.

"Chatter......" The masked man's hoarse voice, which was as ugly as the friction of gold and iron, came: "Little doll, your cultivation is good, and you can actually block a blow from this seat." As he spoke, his eyes suddenly became very ruthless, and then he disappeared from the interesting appearance just now and said, "However, how can you block it this time." ”

"You! Wow......" Qiu Yuntian on the side was completely cracked, and shouted, but he was seriously injured, as soon as his voice came out, he was blocked by the blood gushing out of his chest, and a large mouthful of blood spit out, he was injured in an indissolvable injury, he had already suffered some internal injuries when he first fought with the masked man, and then he was knocked down from a high altitude, and he was already seriously injured, and then he ran all the way, and his injuries deteriorated very much, and then he suffered that time with Mo Feiming, and the injuries accumulated, and it was already a miracle that he was still alive.

The masked man didn't care about Qiu Yuntian at all, and a ghost claw suddenly burst into a cloud of green smoke, and struck straight at Mo Feiming's chest, as if he had to grab his heart out this time.

But when his hand reached Mo Feiming's chest, the long nails on the ghost claws had already pierced Mo Feiming's clothes and flesh, he actually stopped, his whole body shook suddenly, and his mouth suddenly "Huh? With a sound, everyone on the side was a little baffled.

When the masked man stretched out his hand to attack Mo Feiming just now, Mo Feiming had no strength to resist or dodge, so he had to close his eyes tightly, waiting for this ghost claw to end his life, but he heard a surprised voice from the masked man, "Huh? His eyes snapped open, and he saw the masked figure retreat suddenly, as if there was some terrible taboo.

As the masked man suddenly retreated, countless condensed swords that seemed to be substance appeared in the seat where the masked man was standing, but these swords were all colorful, and the color appeared very pure, and it was difficult for people to think that they were made of steel.

The mask glanced at that position with palpitations, if he hadn't reacted quickly enough, then he would have been stabbed by now, although the immortal body was not injured or died, but it did not mean that it would not hurt, besides, it would take a while to recover from his injuries, if he was really injured, then the person who used such a means just now would definitely take advantage of the victory to pursue, just by virtue of this method just now, he knew that the person who came must be much stronger than him.

The masked man withdrew from a long distance, and those colorful glass swords suddenly shattered for a while, turning into various colored dots of light, floating in the air, and completely disappearing in the next second.

When all the swords disappeared, I saw a huge golden sword appear in front of the masked man out of thin air, and at that moment, the masked man panicked, "Ah! The frightened voice also suddenly took two steps back, obviously startled by the sword.

"Whoosh" The golden sword stabbed straight into the masked man's body, and at this time, the masked man also recovered from his surprise, and hurriedly resisted with the powerful power of luck, turning into a huge demon's hand, which could withstand the huge golden sword, making it difficult to enter, at this time, the demon's hand was like a substance, for example, when he attacked Qiu Yuntian and Mo Feiming, it was condensed countless times, and it seemed that he was also stimulated by the pressure to have some potential.

"Huh...... "......The sound of gold and iron rubbing came, it didn't look like it should have been produced when the two of them were fighting, it was more like two real weapons colliding, and the friction actually produced sparks, splashing everywhere, it should have been dazzling in this darkness, but it didn't feel conspicuous in such a scene.

A sword and a claw stalemate in mid-air, each with its own light dominating the sky, in this sky, one gold and one blue actually produced an inexplicable balance, as if the world should be like this, but there was a violent energy colliding faintly.

Balance and calm are always short-lived, the huge golden sword suddenly lit up with a golden light from the hilt, and then gathered the golden light on the entire sword has been concentrated at the tip of the sword, in an instant, the golden light exploded, and a ray of golden light has passed through the blue and purple ghost claw in the blink of an eye, without any stop, all the way through the masked man's abdomen, drawing a golden light in the night sky, and even many people in this Kyushu land have seen the fleeting golden light.

"Click." The golden light passed through the huge cyan ghost claw, and the slightest crack appeared on the ghost claw for a moment, and then the crack spread and expanded, until the entire ghost claw was covered with cracks, like porcelain made of ice cracks, which made people feel like they would shatter when touched.

Sure enough, this feeling was real, and before anyone could touch it, it was just a breeze, and the huge cyan giant claw had already shattered, as if the mountain had collapsed, and the huge cyan mass fell apart, but in the process of falling, it turned into curling green smoke, mixed with an evil aura and turned into layers of mist, which slowly dispersed.

Looking at the golden sword, it also disappeared after the golden light burst out, revealing the figure of a person, this person was dressed in white, and his body was glowing with a faint white light, and the brilliance flowed, as if the gods in the sky had descended to earth, with an incomparably holy aura.

This person was the head of the Qingyun Immortal Sect, he stood in the void, stretched out his two fingers together, pointed ahead, and there was still a golden light left on his fingertips, jumping on his fingertips, as if he was about to rush out with Fang Cai's fierce blow, and give the masked man another heavy blow.

......The masked man looked down at his abdomen, and a fist-sized hole of blood had appeared, and red blood was gurgling from his wound, like a spring dyed red with cinnabar.

The masked man's breath was downstream, and he wanted to use his own cultivation to repair the injuries on his body, but the golden brilliance at the wound flowed, blocking the operation of his breath, so that he could not heal the wound quickly, so he saw that the muscle tissue in the blood hole at his wound was wriggling, but it had been difficult to repair, and even some muscle tissues were connected together, and the golden brilliance cut it off.

After a long time, the masked man had determined that he could not force out the golden brilliance in his body in a short period of time, and he could not repair his injuries in a short period of time, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I have heard the holy name of Qingyun's 'Sword Immortal' for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its name." He no longer cared about the injuries on his body, and stared directly at the white-clothed person in front of him, who was the head of the Qingyun Immortal Sect, known as the "Sword Immortal".

"Huh...... Who are you? The head of the sect had a cold voice, glanced at Qiu Yuntian, who was already seriously injured, turned to the masked man and said without a trace of emotion: "Why did you hurt my Qingyun Immortal Sect person?" As he spoke, his majestic aura rose to the sky, making the masked man's breathing a little urgent.

"I hurt him, because he was meddling and displeased me." The masked man did not back down at all, and said with some mockery: "If your strength is not good, you will naturally be injured and killed by me." The power of the golden light was restrained when he turned, and before he could react slightly, several swords had already been inserted into his body, two pierced his pipa bones, and the vital points on his body were also pierced, although anyone knew that it was very difficult to kill a character who had already achieved the realm of the immortal body, but such a serious injury would also hurt the foundation and foundation of his cultivation, and would also weaken his cultivation.

"Ah" The masked man suddenly screamed in his mouth, and a sharp pain struck, it seemed that this glass sword piercing his body was not a simple sword injury, I am afraid it was a bonus of spells.

The terrible ghost scream came, streaking across the silent night sky, making the Qingyun disciples who heard it couldn't help but feel a chill in their backs, this was a scream that was terrifying to the soul and felt the pain of the bone marrow.

"If you don't have the strength now, I can hurt you and kill you at will." The boss's voice was emotionless, like a machine.

"What kind of trick are you......" The masked man's words were squeezed out from between his teeth, he was already in pain and couldn't say anything else, this trick was really terrifying, without a trace, out of invisibility and disappeared without a trace, so that he who also achieved the immortal body could not figure it out.

"Dao Sword." The head slowly took the two fingers that he pointed out and said.

"Dao Sword...... All things in the Tao are swords. The masked man's voice trembled and said, "It is worthy of the 'Immortal in the Sword' to reach such a realm." Saying that, his body suddenly turned into a cloud of cyan smoke, and the glass-colored swords that pierced his body also pierced the air at this moment, and the head looked at the mask man, he knew that this was a kind of escape method mastered by the mask man, the same immortal realm, although he was sure to defeat this mask man, but if this person ran away desperately, it would be absolutely difficult for him to leave it.

"Whoosh" The cyan smoke flew up suddenly, turning into a blue-purple light and flying away into the distance, leaving behind a vicious sentence: "Today's revenge will be avenged tomorrow." As he spoke, a blue light disappeared into the sky, and a faint voice came: "'Immortal in the Sword' Du Canghai." ”

The head stared at the distant Qingguang, his eyes were full of solemnity, he was thinking, how did this person know his real name, it seems that this person has a deep understanding of the Qingyun Immortal Sect, and can even call him by his common name, which is really rare, but he didn't catch up, because there are still two seriously injured people here, that is Qiu Yuntian and Mo Feiming.

Mo Fei is so clear that it is easy to say, the injury can probably be healed by himself, and it can be treated without the help of a few disciples, but Qiu Yuntian's injury is not so simple, he has even reached the verge of death, if the head of the sect does not rescue him immediately, I am afraid that he will really die here.

So although the head of the family was unwilling, he had no choice but to watch the masked man leave, constantly looking for who this person might be? But this was the first time he had seen this man's moves and spells, and he was sure that this was the first time they had fought each other.

The masked man was gone, and the night became so silent that you could even hear the "rustle" sound of the leaves being blown by the breeze and the heavy gasps of the two wounded.

With a wave of his sleeves, a faint blue light swept across Mo Feiming's chest, temporarily stabilizing his injuries, so that if he went back and forth for a while to recuperate, it would be no big deal.

Seeing that Mo Feiming's injuries were stable, a Qingyun disciple who came up hurriedly helped him up.

"......" When the head looked at Qiu Yuntian, he was silent, his eyes were different from the previous bland, and he rolled a little complicated, because Qiu Yuntian's injury was too serious, and he couldn't do anything for a while.

"Boss......" Qiu Yuntian was about to say something, but the boss's flat voice came, interrupting him: "Okay, needless to say, I'll help you stabilize your injuries for the time being, and if you return to the sect to do recuperation, it should be fine......" His voice was a little sad at the end, because he knew that even if he returned to the sect, Qiu Yuntian might not be able to raise the sword again, and it would be a blessing to be able to lift the sword again, otherwise, I am afraid that I will have to lie in bed for the rest of my life.

"Alas......" Qiu Yuntian didn't know how his injuries were, his heart pinched, he has been cultivating immortals in the Qingyun Immortal Sect since he was a child, and he has been a legend for more than a hundred years, and his life can be described as a legend, and he has laid a good name: "The first person under the immortal", and in the world, it is even more difficult to have an immortal, he can be called invincible, and he is only inferior to one person in his life, he is the head of the immortal faction "Du Canghai".

He did not insult the title of "the first person under the immortals", because even this time, the person who injured him was the person who had already entered the immortal realm, and he was still an invincible existence under the immortals, even if he may not be able to cultivate immortals in the future, he may never be able to truly attain the Tao.

Qiu Yuntian wanted to say a lot of things, but in the end, he just turned into a sigh, and in this silent cold night, he became more frosty.